Ye Gucheng didn't roll away.
Instead of leaving, he moved into Wanmei Villa grandly without even bringing any luggage.
As the old saying goes, those who are near the water and the towers get the moon first. If you want to complete the task, you have to get closer to the task target. Just for this damn task, Ye Gucheng didn't even want to lose face, and his matchmaking methods were very hard-core.
On the first night he moved in, he broke into Ximen Chuixue's room, forcefully squeezed onto his bed, took away his quilt and pillow, and said like a rogue: "Go and talk to your wife Sleep together.”
Ximen Chuixue: “?”
"What if I don't?"
Ye Gucheng: "Then you can only sleep with me."
Ximen Chuixue: "???"
Always I thought Lord Baiyun was a decent man, but I didn't expect him to have such a shameless face.
Having reached this point, there is no need to say more. The sword is at hand. Ximen Chuixue draws the sword. Ye Gucheng’s eyes seem to shrink, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out. In the next moment, two swords appear. The interweaving of light and shadow.
Just when Ximen Chuixue thought that one of him or Ye Gucheng would be splashed with blood, Ye Gucheng's sword moves changed slightly.
Extremely strong light and shadow suddenly bloomed in his hand. This change was unexpected, and all the sword power was turned upside down at this moment.
Thousands of suns are in hand, incorporating some of the mental techniques of "Tai Xuan Sutra", and their power cannot be underestimated. However, it is Ye Guhong's body who uses this move. Therefore, even if Ye Gucheng is against Ximen Fubuki's moves were very familiar, but he was only able to win half of them.
Half a move is enough.
The edge of the sword was pressed against Ximen Chuixue's throat, but Ye Gucheng's strength was not exhausted. As long as his sword was sent forward one more time, Ximen Chuixue would definitely die.
However, Ximen Chuixue's sword had exhausted its power and was still two inches away from Ye Gucheng's heart. Even if he desperately thrust the sword edge into it, it would only seriously injure Ye Gucheng.
One dead and one wounded, the outcome is decided.
Ximen Chuixue's face changed horribly, his eyes fixed on the sword's edge, and then he bumped into it decisively.
People like him can die, but they can never be defeated.
Failure is death.
The opponent's concession is undoubtedly a more serious humiliation than death!
Even if Ye Gucheng noticed his intention immediately and sheathed the sword in time, the sharp edge of the sword still cut Ximen Chuixue's throat, and hot blood spurted out.
This result was also expected by Ye Gucheng, but he was still extremely upset.
He threw the sword quickly and struck like lightning, sealing several acupuncture points around Ximen Chuixue's throat. He pressed the injured area firmly with one hand to prevent the blood from flowing out, and held it with the other hand. Ximen Chuixue's shoulders helped him onto the bed.
There was medicine for wounds in the cabinet next to the bed. Ye Gucheng opened the small cabinet with familiarity, sprinkled the medicine powder on the injured area, wrapped it with gauze, and then walked out without looking back.
Ximen Chuixue was injured in the throat and could not speak. He stared at Ye Gucheng's movements with indescribable confusion in his eyes.
——How does he know which cabinet he likes to put the sundries in?
After a while, the closed door opened again, and Sun Xiuqing walked in. Her expression was originally cold, but when she saw the messy strips of cloth wrapped around her husband's neck, a little blood showed, and she felt a little heartache. .
Ximen Chuixue closed his eyes. He couldn't bear his wife's pity look.
Sun Xiuqing said: "He must ask me to come over... to sleep with you."
She sat next to him, gently and carefully re-wrapped the cloth, then put on her clothes and lay down. She seemed to chuckle and said: "Although I don't understand what he wants to do, at least I know what is in your heart." It’s no longer with me. At this time, you must be thinking about how to defeat the trick he used to defeat you.”
She. I blew out the candlelight, pulled down the curtain, snuggled into his arms just like the days when we were most in love, and said softly: "The days ahead will be long, you can think about it slowly."
< br>On the other side, Ye Gucheng was holding a little baby that had just turned one year old in his arms, listening to the magic sound of human babies piercing his ears, and he was so irritated that he wanted to kill someone.
After helping Sun Xiuqing coax the child for more than half a month, the plan had to be terminated.
Because according to Sun Xiuqing’s feedback, Ximen Chuixue not only did not have any yearning for her, but became even more distant from her.
As for the sword, it has reached an obsessive level.
At first, Ximen Chuixue practiced swordplay for at least ten hours a day. When the injury was almost healed, he just practiced swordplay without sleep. In fact, he didn't want to do this, but his body didn't listen to him. If he didn't use up all his inner strength and physical strength, and if he didn't become exhausted, he wouldn't be able to stop, let alone fall asleep.
In the past, he was as lonely as ice and snow, but now he is an active volcano buried under the snow-capped mountains, crazy and calm.
"Do you have any thoughts when he is like this?" Ye Gucheng asked Sun Xiuqing.
Sun Xiuqing looked at him very coldly and said lightly: "I only have one thought, and that is I hope you can get out of here with your baggage."
"I have no baggage." Ye Gucheng said naturally: "But you reminded me."
"What?"
Sun Xiuqing is a sharp-tongued girl, and she was about to fight back. But she saw Ye Gucheng taking a step closer to her, the air around her seemed to condense, and then he knocked her unconscious with a knife.
One day later, Ximen Chuixue received a note, written by Ye Gucheng himself, to the effect that your wife and children are in my hands. If you want their lives, go to xxx.
This was actually Lu Xiaofeng’s idea. He said: Although Ximen Chuixue is no longer a mortal, he is still a human being after all. As long as he is a human being, he cannot care about the life of his wife and son.
Love usually requires some danger to inspire. Didn't they get together after going through the test of life and death?
Ye Gucheng didn't want to do this, but he had to do it.
Ximen Chuixue received the note and read it, but then nothing more was written.
Ye Gucheng coaxed his child for more than half a month.
When he really couldn't bear this kind of life and came to the door with his sword, Ximen Chuixue actually said: "You won't hurt them."
"Although you are not a kind person, and you don't mind killing innocent people indiscriminately, at least you care about this task that has to be completed."
Having just finished practicing the sword, Ximen Chuixue slowly adjusted his breathing , looked at Ye Gucheng and actually smiled: "I'm actually very curious. What's driving you? Why are you so obedient?" Ye Gucheng was silent for a long time, and finally said through gritted teeth, "Sure enough, no matter who you are, I'm equally annoying."
After that, without looking at him again, he turned around and left.
The cool wind chopped up the branches and leaves of the vegetation, and the light of the sword floated across the field, flashing season after season.
In the blink of an eye, it is ten years later.
Ye Gucheng thought he would have to stay in the resurrection field for the rest of his life. After so many years, he even felt that there was nothing wrong with staying here. After all, Ye Guhong's body was twenty years younger than him, and Jianghu was also his. What does it matter if we can't go back to the familiar world?
If this is a false world, then where is the reality?
Why should we distinguish the true from the false so clearly?
Things in the world are changing with each passing day, and everyone is looking forward. Only Ximen Chuixue is still trapped in the defeat ten years ago.
Ten years of abuse and torture had brought his body to the verge of collapse.
Ye Gucheng once went to see him, and with just one look from a distance, he knew that Ximen Chuixue did not have much time left. He was like a lamp that was about to run out of oil, exuding the energy of his life. The most dazzling light.
Just as Ye Gucheng expected, he received a letter of challenge from Ximen Chuixue.
August 15th, Purple Mountain, a decisive battle, a decisive battle to the death.
Ye Gucheng participated in the war as promised.
No one will forget this decisive battle. Everyone who has seen this decisive battle will mark this day in their lives. Some people are crazy about it, while others regard it as a lifelong regret.
"Too fast, those two swords... those swords..." The words of the person trying to explain the duel reached his lips, but they were knotted.
Even the most eloquent person in the world cannot describe what kind of sword power it is. All he can say is surprise.
"That is definitely not a swordsmanship that can be used by humans. It was earned by the swordsman who sacrificed his life!"
"Who won?" someone asked.
"There is no winner."
"How could it be?"
There is indeed no winner in this decisive battle.
Those who have sacrificed their lives for the sake of kendo have no regard for life and death, so how can they care about winning or losing? How can there be winning or losing?
On Purple Mountain, the autumn wind is strong and the red leaves are all over the sky.
Ximen Chuixue stood his sword in the rock, blood slowly flowing down the sword's edge, and together with his obsession, dyed the rock crimson.
"I bury my sword here now, and from now on I will never use it again."
It is true that there is no need to use it anymore.
No one in the world is worthy of him.
Sun Xiuqing was standing not far away, her eyes wet with tears.
She couldn't tell whether she should be happy or sad.
Just like back then, he fell in love with her, and his love surpassed his obsession with swordsmanship. Now, he has broken through the realm and his obsession is over. She should be happy.
But his life has come to an end after all.
“Let’s go back.”
He stretched out his hand towards her.
...
“Ding-Congratulations to the knight for clearing the resurrection field, please receive the resurrection gift package.
After system detection, the [Interstellar Empire] mission where the knight was before his death has been cleared, and the system will Automatically sending the knight back to the original world? This is not a surprise to Ye Gucheng, even if it’s two. The flow rate of the other world is different. He has been in the resurrection field for ten years. It must have been a long time there. It is unreasonable not to pass the level.
The dizzy feeling of soul peeling gradually subsided, and Ye Gucheng moved a little. After a moment, the vision in front of me was still dark, but an unusually familiar voice floated over first.
["If you lose now, it will not be a crime of war."] (original work)
Under the desolate cold moon, Ximen Chuixue's face looked very pale and hateful.
Ye Gucheng never wanted to see this face again. His bad luck in this life all started when he saw this face!
He let out a long sigh, and the sound of the game sounded again.
Ding——The knight skill [Peerless Diva] has been equipped.
Ding—The knight points have been distributed, please add points by yourself.
Ding - the knight system space backpack has been equipped, and the clearance rewards have been stored in the backpack, you can check it yourself. ”
Ye Gucheng has a headache.
After all, he has just finished a duel with all his heart and soul, a duel that allows swordsmen to no longer use swords, one after another.
I’ve fought enough, I’m really tired.
This feeling of sadness naturally changed in the eyes of others.
"Are you no longer willing to take action?" Ximen Chuixue's voice was cold, and the sword light in his hand was even colder: "Do you want to be captured without mercy?"
"No." Ye Gucheng said: "I just I want to ask you to listen to a song."
He said with a smile.
(End of this chapter)
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